It was as if she had woken from a bad dream…she felt a stranger in her own home, its entire contents made her skin crawl, the nick naks, the paintings and that god awful 7 seater leather brown couch.
Yet hadn’t she always wanted these things?….the couch, the 3 bedroom city apartment, the high-flying career, the six figure salary?
If she was honest with herself, she had never stopped to ask if happiness truly emanated from the lifestyle she has worked tirelessly to create.
Yet that morning, as she opened the bedroom curtains, she permitted herself to stop, stand still and admire the first rays of morning sunshine.
It was then she felt it, saw it….change was visible on the horizon.
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Oct 14, 2012 @ 18:50:17
Funny isn’t it how the things we strive for – the things that mean material sucess don’t always make us happy – there really is more to life than posessions.
Oct 15, 2012 @ 16:52:25
First of all-love the sign post! great little bit of a story– You could continue and make something out of it. nice!
Oct 15, 2012 @ 22:20:02
Thanks for reading…Maybe I will continue with the story….You are right…it could go somewhere….Not sure where though!!
Oct 15, 2012 @ 17:02:10
I know exactly how she feels. Nice!
Oct 15, 2012 @ 23:26:42
I know that feeling of one day just knowing that you’re ready for your life to change. It sounds like she has the time to change course before her life becomes only about regrets. Good job.